Chapter 3 — My Imaginary Boyfriend

【Waiting for a large-scale car flip.】 Looking at those words, I suddenly burst out laughing. On Thu Tuyet raised her eyes: "What are you laughing at?" I said: "They are looking forward to it." "That's good." She closed the computer, the corners of her lips curled up coldly. "Tomorrow let them see enough." At three o'clock the next afternoon, hall number three was filled with seats. Even the aisles were full of people. Someone raised their phone to stream live. Someone was hiding in the backseat, chatting in low voices. I immediately saw Van Canh. He sat in the third row, his face gloomy but his back still straight. I stood on stage, next to Nguyen Nien, On Thu Hanh, On Thu Du and Trinh Tu Bach. Trinh Tu Bach wore a white shirt and a thin dark coat over it, with a cold temperament, holding a stack of documents in his hand. He adjusted the microphone and lowered his voice to ask me: "Can we start yet?" I nodded. At this moment, he looked down. “Today's explanation does not discuss speculations, only presents actual documents that have been preserved.” The hall gradually quieted down. I took the microphone, my eyes scanned the entire hall and said each word clearly: "Today I only talk about two things." "First, Van Canh and I have no relationship, have never been together." "Second, the 'men' that everyone mentioned are all my family members." I calmly looked at each face that suddenly changed color. "Don't believe it?" "Then I will bring each person out in front of everyone one by one."5 The big screen lit up. Trinh Tu Bach turned to the first page. The title had only one line: 【Explanation of the true status of the "fish" mentioned.】 Immediately someone in the audience sat up straight. The people who scolded me the most were waiting for this very moment. I picked up the microphone. "The forum said I caught a lot of fish." "Now we'll see each person one by one." The first photo is of a man liking one of his friends. The black geometric profile picture, nicknamed H. Immediately afterwards, the big screen switched to Wen Shu Hanh's photo and documents proving his identity, the important numbers were hidden. "Wen Shu Hanh, my second brother." Wen Shu Hanh stood next to me, his expression calm. "I liked my sister's circle of friends just because I care about her life, is this okay?" Someone in the audience bowed his head. The second photo is a photo that was stolen in the library. On Thu Du lowered his head to look at the computer, I sat across from him. The shooting angle intentionally creates an ambiguous feeling, the caption is "gentle guy studying with". The big screen switched to Wen Shu Du's personal information. "Wen Shu Du, my eldest brother." "Graduated from an art school abroad, currently a visual designer." Wen Shu Du nodded slightly. "That day I went to school to help Thu Phi edit the image plan for the student union's art festival, and also see her competition model." "If you study with your sister, it could also be made up to be a date, I can only say your imagination. There are a lot of people taking pictures." Small laughter rang out from the stands. But the laughter quickly stopped. Because everyone knows that they were once accomplices of that imagination. When the third photo appeared, the atmosphere in the hall once again became tense. That is the back of the "teenager" in the travel video. Black jacket, short hair, cold white skin, headphones hanging from his neck. The post zooms in on this photo the most. This is also the photo that was scolded the most in the comments area. 【We went on a private trip together on the weekend, can this still be whitewashed?】 【This guy looks quite young, Wen Shu Fei really knows how to play.】 Looking at that photo, I suddenly wanted to laugh. At this moment, the back door of the hall was pushed open. Everyone turned

start again. Wen Shu Tuyet walked in. She was still wearing that black coat, her hair short and neat, her hat brim pulled down very low. The scene was silent at first, then someone exclaimed in surprise. "That's the person!" "The person in the video!" "Is it really here?" Van Canh immediately looked towards her. There was surprise in his eyes, and also a bit of cruelty as if he had finally grasped my weakness. On Thu Tuyet walked step by step to the front of the stage. Then, she raised her hand to take off her hat. The whole hall seemed to be overturned. Because her exposed face looked almost identical to mine. Only the features are colder, the temperament is sharper. Nguyen Nien stood next to her and added in a low voice: "Unexpected, unexpected?" Wen Shu Tuyet took the microphone, her cold and clear voice. "On Thu Tuyet, Wen Shu Phi's twin sister." She looked at Van Canh, her tone as pale as ice. "You said she traveled alone with men." "But I'm a woman." "Didn't you say you loved her for a long time?" "Why even the housework?" She has a twin sister, you don't know?" Van Canh's lips moved, his face pale. On Thu Tuyet continued: